Well, it is Barbvember again. The most wonderful month of the year. When I want to cook soup and play the piano and be nice to others. I start thinking about my Christmas letter and snow days.
I am not yet tired of the nip in the air. I welcome rainy days and clouds. Of course, check with me in two months, I'll be bitching and moaning again...
Of course American Idol will have started again by then. Phew - something to live for.
I had some girlfriends over yesterday to play Taboo, Mary Feckerkill, Cranium and Speed Scrabble (at which I rock enormously - unlike regular Scrabble, or as I call is - Hardscrabble). They all liked each other and we ate like pigs. It was lovely.
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